50 Cent

(50 Cent)
Yo LA niggaz are the rowdy niggaz
New Orleans niggaz is rowdy nigga
D.C. niggaz is some rowdy niggaz
New York Niggaz is the fucking wildest nigga
Yo, your man could have ran when I rubbed him but he froze
Son I aint even rock him to sleep, the nigga dozed
The bitch could have helped you get rich, but she sold
now you heartbroke, thats what you get for lovin them hoes
An ill flow with no beat, is incomplete, its like a stickup kid
runnin round without no heat, it like a fifth with no kick
a fiend with no hit, a willie with no wit
A bad bitch that wont blow dick
Its like a rollie with no ice, a gamblin spot with no dice
Like fuckin supermodel bitches and not bustin off twice
I murda any mic device, for the right price, Im nice
I only say tthings once, never twice, dont fuck with me
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St. Louis niggaz is rowdy rowdy
Cleveland niggaz is bout it bout it
50 cent aint gonna kill ya nigga, dont get doubted
Got your gun, well dont leave home without it
The Memphis niggaz is rowdy rowdy
Them Shytown niggaz is bout it bout it
Theyll kill you and act like they dont know shit about it
Leave your body somewhere where no one can find it
(50 Cent)
Now if I pull out the gat and just push your wig back
I bet niggaz will stand around sayin "Damn who did that?"
Im the type nigga to dare you to touch the ?
Im the type to borrow your gat and wont give the shit back
Im F to the I - F -T - Y - C - E - N - T
Caress the ass gently, and back up Bentleys
You thought she was pimpin, son I was in the Hamptons
in a heart shaped hot tub with the bitch flappin
I plan to take over New York and start expandin
Was Bob Marley singin about tex when he sung "Im Jammin"
Nigga fuck with my cash and Ima blast yo ass
Smash the glock out the stash in the dash in ??
Flee in a flash, lay low let time go past
If you survive the shots Ima find yo ass
Put the gat to your head and remind your ass
I aint playin with you, I want my money motherfucker
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(50 Cent)
Yo, some nigga just shot the block up dog, word?
He had the same shit you got on dog, word?
I know you done did it so get the fuck up outta hear, ya heard?
I run with niggaz that spray and strip and say that shit
You wont let us pump on your block, fuck it, we makin it hot
Im that nigga that call the shots, with the iced out watch
From the cordless cell phone, and the baby blue drop
I got a lot of hungry niggaz with me straight from the street
Cause these three niggaz are startin to look like something to eat
They got watches on they wrist that cost like 60 thousand
My niggaz live in section eight of public housing
They murder you and keep shit low cause niggaz heard of you
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[ Rowdy Rowdy Lyrics ]